Read Uncanny this week - don't usually, wanted to check out the beginning of Austin's run - story was sentimental but likeable, dialogue was snappy and fun if not great, ideas were a little thin on the ground.
Not bad, not great, didn't pay for it, so don't care.
Asamiya's art, however, has no place in this book if the first issue is anything to go by. Preposterons have no place in the kind of intimate team book that Austin would seem to be trying to create. Jesus, Angel looks like something out of fucking Tekken with his special helmet hair-do and loin-cloth.
Frankly, mainstream comic-books could do without returning to the inarticulate, ostentatious art styles of the nineties, when constapation ruled and characterisation could never hope to out-do super-posing.
To think I had such hopes for this little venture. |
